One Palm Kill!

The translucent soul body continuously slammed against the lid, and the eerie scene sent a chill down Wei Fan's spine.

"Human Origin Pill, Human Origin Pill, almost there, almost refined!"

"Souls, I need more souls!"

The withered figure trembled, emitting a hoarse voice.

"Human Origin Pill, souls?" Wei Fan pondered for a moment and understood the reason behind it.

This guy in front of him was clearly refining pills using human souls!

Wei Fan really wanted to go down and kill the withered figure right now, but it was too close to the Zhu Mansion and the Talisman Master Tower. If he acted rashly, he would inevitably attract their attention.

Wei Fan was confident in his strength, but not to the point of being reckless.

Therefore, how to kill this person was a difficult problem.

After observing for a while, Wei Fan deactivated his True Intent State and concealed his aura.

A few breaths later, a gust of cold wind blew past his back, and the White Ghost Soul appeared beside Wei Fan.

"Friend on the roof, you've been watching for a long time, come down and join us!" a gloomy voice rang out.

Wei Fan flipped over and leaped down, pushing the door open to enter the room.

"Hehehe, Night Watcher?"

The withered alchemist turned his head, letting out strange laughter.

"Such a strong body, perfect for my experiment!" The alchemist looked at Wei Fan like he was prey.

"Experiment? I tracked Bai You here, I didn't expect you to be the culprit behind harming the villagers!"

Wei Fan drew his Wild Goose Wing Saber and shouted, "You scumbag, tonight I will eliminate this harm for the people."

"Ridiculous, there are always some newcomers to the Night Watch Team who don't know their limits and come here."

The alchemist revealed a mocking smile, "You don't think you can defeat me with just your passion and sense of justice, do you?"

As he spoke, his body rapidly expanded, transforming into a muscular man over two meters tall, emanating a potent aura of blood energy.

"Hahaha, weak Night Watcher, you're still practicing the Three Yuan Battle Art, aren't you? I forgot to tell you, I'm already at the peak of the Divine Strength Realm, just a step away from breaking through to the Blood Rage Realm!"

"Hmm? I'm a member of the Night Watch Team. Are you not afraid of causing a commotion by attacking me?" Wei Fan asked with feigned surprise.

"Heh, just a Night Watcher, I'll kill you if I want. As for a commotion, this courtyard has long been covered by my Muting Array, hehehe. Your cries for help won't get out!"

"Is that so? Then I can rest easy!" Wei Fan's eyes narrowed, revealing a sinister grin.

"What do you mean?" Under the alchemist's confused gaze, an incredibly powerful aura erupted from Wei Fan.

Wei Fan's originally slender body suddenly swelled as if being inflated, transforming into a robust giant nearly two point six meters tall. His muscles glowed with a dark blue luster, like tightly wound steel. Twelve red lights gradually lit up at his joints, containing explosive power.

"T-twelve times burst?" The alchemist's eyeballs bulged, and he was filled with terror.

"Why aren't you attacking? Didn't you want to kill me?" Wei Fan grinned sinisterly and aimed at the alchemist's head, bringing his large hand down.

Under the immense force of nearly a hundred thousand jin, the alchemist was as fragile as tofu. His bones crunched and shattered, flesh and blood splattered, and his head was directly smashed into his chest cavity, leaving him undeniably dead.

After killing the man, Wei Fan looked at the alchemy furnace.

At this moment, the White Ghost Soul seemed to sense something and lunged towards Wei Fan.

Sizzle!

The White Ghost Soul was burned by Wei Fan's potent blood energy, like a moth to a flame, and was instantly annihilated.

Energy +3

Gaining three points of energy was better than nothing.

Subsequently, Wei Fan searched the alchemist's corpse and found an ancient book titled "Human Origin Pill."

He then rummaged through the room, finding some bottles and jars, along with eight gold leaves.

According to Wei Fan's knowledge of prices, one gold leaf was equivalent to a hundred taels of silver.

A full eight hundred taels of silver was a fortune in Wushan Village.

Wei Fan pocketed the ancient book and gold leaves. The bottles and jars had no labels, so they were useless to him.

Finally, Wei Fan approached the alchemy furnace.

The three-legged, double-eared bronze alchemy furnace was still boiling, with the translucent soul body inside repeatedly pushing up the lid.

Wei Fan hooked the lid with his Wild Goose Wing Saber, and it was lifted open.

Wooooooo~

Countless souls dissipated, including a few faces Wei Fan recognized – they were villagers from the outer circle of Wushan Village.

They circled Wei Fan a few times, as if in gratitude.

But they were too fragile and soon dissipated on their own.

"The culprit is dead, you can rest in peace now!" Wei Fan sheathed his saber, murmuring to himself.